For someone who hates the heat, I am nevertheless flying south for the summer (FSM help me). Okay, not the whole summer, just a week. Hopefully the allegedly happiest place on Earth will somehow keep me from sweating to death or day dreaming about snow.
Yeah fine, but what does that mean for you? I dunno. In these days of mobile connectivity and shit, this blog might just continue at the same level of mediocrity you have come to expect in the rest of the year. Or maybe the fascist mouse kingdom will commandeer my blog writing time for more nefarious purposes. There's only one way to find out.